in , by Erin Lynne, July 21, 2017
I've seen the sun rise on water several times. The first time I watched the sun rise at the beach, I was at Hilton Head. We woke up and it was already light out and we thought we'd missed it. But the light comes first, then the tip of the sun, then it pushes out of the water and the waves dance with all the colors of a new day. It's always refreshing, invigorating. It always makes me want to say "Thank you God for waking me up this morning and giving me the chance to try again" (which is something I try to say every morning, but it seems more heartfelt when you're watching the sun peak over the horizon). This year, I was blessed to watch the sun rise on the ocean at Jacksonville Beach on New Years Day, and I was immediately filled with hope for the possibilities to come in 2017.

 My Bucket List also contains watching the sun set on water. I've been close a few times, in San Diego, in Clearwater, Florida, and now in Pensacola, but I've never quite made it. There's always a house or a cloud or a peninsula jutting out in my way. They're always still lovely, even though I've not seen the water light up like a fire as the sun tucks its head away for the night. But it's not as exciting, is it? While the sunrise seems full of promise, the sunset seems to taunt me, whispering "Another day is gone. What do you have to show for it?"

Some days I think my answer would be "Nothing." Logically that's probably not true, but some days it feels like I'm just going through the motions with not a lot to show for it.

But on this particular day, my answer is a few more freckles, sandy toes, a full stomach, and several new pictures on my camera roll.

I think that's enough for today.

We'll see what I have to say to Mr. Sunset tomorrow.

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